Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Barbados and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Mantronix to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Radiopuhelimet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bootsy Collins,
Gang of Four,
the Bar-Kays,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Minny Pops,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Nils Olav,
H. Thieme,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Remains,
The Wake,
Camberwell Now,
Man Eating Sloth,
Khruangbin,
The Cowsills,
Delon & Dalcan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Selecter,
Stiv Bators,
Heaven 17,
Alice Coltrane,
Roxette,
Ralphi Rosario,
LL Cool J,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eric Dolphy,
Lalann,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eden Ahbez,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Lydon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Swell Maps,
The Moleskins,
Andrew Hill,
Pussy Galore,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Velvet Underground,
Magma,
Smog,
Au Pairs,
Carl Craig,
Moebius,
Banda Bassotti,
The Monochrome Set,
Donny Hathaway,
John Holt,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Letta Mbulu,
Scratch Acid,
Anakelly,
The Smoke,
Sun Ra,
Cecil Taylor,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.